Summary

Johnston McCulley The Spider's Reward — 7. The Day of Retribution (1919)

When you joined my band you were made acquainted with the penalty for treason. You were old enough to understand. There is no excuse. I could have had you slain within a year, but I preferred to wait, to let you suffer as I suffered, to let you live in continual fear. What reward do you expect?”
The Spider spoke the last sentence in ringing tones. Bertram Blaine gurgled low in his throat, but could speak no words. He was breathing in gasps, his face was ashen, he struggled at his bonds and then sank back in the chair.
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Johnston McCulley The Spider's Reward — 7. The Day of Retribution (1919)

And what were you a score of years ago? The Spider has left his web, Bertram Blaine, to make you pay for what you did then. After he has made you pay, he will go back to his web—but he will be The Spider no longer. No longer will he set his snare to catch poor flies. He will think over his life—and wait for death.”
The Spider glanced around the room. Warwick, Togo and the others stood against the wall, their arms folded, and made no move, said nothing. Even John Warwick did not know what the supercriminal intended doing. The Spider had told him a part, but not all.
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Johnston McCulley The Spider's Reward — 7. The Day of Retribution (1919)

You are the man to blame for it all!”
Warwick gave a gasp of horror and looked at Blaine again. He understood everything now. So Bertram Blaine was the traitor who had caused The Spider so much suffering! The supercriminal often had told Warwick how it had happened, but never before had he named the man responsible.
“Had an officer of the law done it,” The Spider went on, “I should have accepted it as a part of the game and said nothing. But you were a member of my band—you played the traitor. I always reward traitors, Bertram Blaine, even as I reward those who help me and are kind to me.
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